Hayley Ivyleaf stared out the window of her room in the Hogwarts Express as the train took off from the station. She wasn't paying attention to the King Cross Train Station though; she was fixated by the tawny brown eyes staring back at her in her reflection. They're set in a pale face, and framed with dark brown hair.

Hayley enjoyed her summer and liked spending time with her parents, but she wanted to get away from them after a while. Just like any sane teenager would.

Besides, Hogwarts was her true home. There were so many mysteries and wonders at the school, and there was never a dull moment.

She then took out a vial of rats blood that she kept in the pocket of her robe, and tipped it into a bowl. She then took out another vial of milk and tipped it into the bowl as well. "Drink up, " she muttered as her pet bats, Wayne and Dracula, woke up and flew off the window sill to drink their fill.

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edited 20th May '12 7:04:52 PM by CrazyDawg

So many people... everywhere is filled up... Thought Susan as she lay her trunk on the floor for a moment while she took a deep breath and fixed her hair and glasses. She was unused to her new clothes... the normal child of a single muggle mother didn't get much changes to wear robes and a wizard's hat.

Still, even though her clothes were unfamiliar and everywhere was quite crowded... Susan was quite excited about the prospect of becoming a witch. Magic was real... like she had read about her entire life. And now she had a chance to learn how to use it.

With that happy thought to carry her through, Susan dragged her trunk further down the train, looking for an empty room.

Edward slowly opens the door to Hayley's compartment, enters it, then closes the door behind him, all without a sound. He walks over, and sits across from her, as quietly as possible, before speaking, "Hello, Hayley. Good to see you."

Jon shuffled his way down the train. Unlike a lot of the first-year students, he was scared. This had been his first time away from home by himself for any significant length of time, and he wasn't looking forward to it. They'd seen him off at Platform Nine, before he'd run headlong into what he thought was a brick wall.

The platform on the other side had been impressive enough; if only because there was no way to have fitted the whole thing in between Nine and Ten.

So here he was as the train thundered north, wondering how long it was going to be before he just sat down in a corner and cried.

Hayley glanced away from the window as she saw Edward enter the previously empty room. "Nice to see you too Edward, " she replied cordially. "Has your father been causing you any more grief?"

edited 21st May '12 3:02:59 AM by CrazyDawg

Edward shakes his head, "No, he hasn't. He's was away on a trip meeting up with some clients in China all week."

"That's good, " replied Hayley. "Good to see he's keeping out of your hair." Hayley watched as her bats fed on the blood/milk mixture. "Do you still want to live up to your Dad? After seeing what you're capable of?"

Edward grimaces slightly, Ugh... So many questions about my father... I should change the subject. He sighs, "Of course I do... Also, I did want to remind you not to tell anyone about our little secret."

"Your secret is safe with me, " replied Hayley. "I'm not one of those gossipy cauldron scum who infest the school common rooms."

Edward inclines his head slightly in a half nod, "Thank you, Hayley. It's good to know I can trust you."

Merlin's beard! This guy's known me for two years, and he still doesn't trust me, thought Hayley. "We're in the same house, so we have to look out for each other if we're going to be good enough to beat the other houses, " she said.

"Very true, " Edward sighs before continuing, "It's unfortunate that not all of our classmates would agree with that sentiment."

Hayley nodded in agreement. "Anyway, how about I play some music? It's gonna be a long trip."

Hayley reaches into her handbag and pulled out an old gramophone from it. "So what music do you want to listen to? Hogwarts has a spell that prevents any electronic equipment from working there, and I found out the hard way when my MP3 stopped working there. But I've bought a few vinyl records with some fake magical pounds, so that's not a problem."

edited 21st May '12 12:39:42 AM by CrazyDawg

"Do you have any Classic Rock?"

edited 21st May '12 12:38:52 AM by deathpigeon

"Classic Rock... Let's see... Rolling Stones? Beatles? The Doors? Blue Oyster Cult?" she asked as she rummaged around in her handbag.

"Do you have any Jethro Tull?"

"Sorry, but my enchantment isn't strong enough to fit every band's output in one bag, " she replied.

Edward chuckles slightly, "Yes, fitting Jethro Tull's output would be pretty hard, even on it's own. How about some of The Who?"

Hayley put the Gramophone down on the seat next to her, and pulled Who's Next out of the handbag. "Let's get spinning!"

edited 21st May '12 12:48:58 AM by CrazyDawg

Edward barely stops himself from wincing at that comment, and says, "Yes, let's."

Vivian walked down the Hogwarts Express's corridors, her long plait swinging this way and that as she talked to the girl who walked by her. In one hand she held a trunk, and in the other a blue flower.
"Oh, look at this first-year, " the girl told Vivian, "he's really scared-looking..."
Vivian turned her head, and, noticing Jon, she smiled and waved. She figured that it was best for her to help the first-years... she remembered how scary it was for her.

Jon saw the older girl wave at him, and nearly fainted on the spot.

Vivian cringed. That boy did swoon like he was going to faint, from fear no doubt. With an apologetic nod to her friend she ran toward him. She crouched so their faces were in the same height.
"Sorry I frightened you, " she said. "I'm Wetherford, Vivian Wetherford. Nice to meet you!"

"It... it's OK..." he mumbled.

Victory at last!

Susan was glad to find that almost at the very back of the train there was a completely unnocupied room for her to claim. Standing outside and looking both sides almost as if she expected someone to swoop in and take it any second now, the young first year student opened the door and the settled herself comfortably inside.